d got some," Fred interrupted. "That is just the
way I acted."

"No, I did not," Agnes replied; "I was too firmly bound for getting
away. But while I was thus lying in the tent, feeling miserable,
suddenly a young Indian girl came in, who addressed me in the Pequot
language. Talk about Indian ingratitude! When the war is over; I am
going to locate right here, and start a huge Indian school, and invite
them all to Sunday school every Sunday. Why, it pays wonderfully to
teach the Indians religion!"

"That is what I believe," Matthew joined in; "I am going to be an
Indian missionary like the good Pastor John Eliot. We must not destroy
the Indians, but save them."

"That is true," Fred joined in; "and in order that you two missionaries
may continue your work and not starve, I am going to build up the
trading post again, and you shall be my guests as long as you live, and
whatever expenses you have, I will repay."

"We shall hold you to your promise," Agnes replied, "shall we not,
Matthew?"

"Not one word shall he have spoken in vain," Matthew said. "He must
pay every cent. But now continue with your story."

"This good Indian girl," Agnes said, "had attended our Sunday school,
and she was very grateful. Silently she cut my fetters and freed me.
Then she told me to escape. It was not yet quite light, and so no one
noticed me, as I lifted the rear part of the tent and crept through.
But that was not all. My dear benefactress led me herself, and in
order that I might not starve, she showed me the Indian kitchen, where
large supplies of meat were kept, smoked sufficiently to keep it from
spoiling. After I had taken all I could carry, she showed me where the
horses were, and urged me to take the one belonging to the chief, since
it was clever and gentle. At first I had compunctions of conscience,
but no choice was left me, and I had to do it. I made a rude bridle of
birch bark, and jumping on the horse, came here just a little before
you."

"But what about the Indians?" the boys asked; "where did they go?"

"The girl told me," Agnes replied; "they were on their way west to
join the other Indians, having received orders to come as soon as
possible."

"Then we would have been safe on the other side!" Matthew stated.
"Why was it necessary for us to cross? I am all wet from the task."

"There are many stray Indians on the other side," Agnes replied; "but,
no doubt, they will soon be gone; the whites are g